Real frens tolerate my need to complain obsessively about an idea… switch sides and fall in love with it… start to find faults, become disenchanted, have a difficult breakup… ignore it… and finally integrate into my worldview as if I knew it all along 🫶
Oops lost some meaning in editing for length- orig sentence started “it’s the mark of a real friend to tolerate…” Thank you for putting up with my little dramas and inconsistencies!